Fuck Me Too

Lyrics

[Intro] Wait hold up, I'm 'bout to turn this bitch up (Ayy) [Chorus: 1Take Jay] Like the county, all I see is all blues She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo I got that dick that make her do what it do If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too Like the county, all I see is all blues She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo I got that dick that make her do what it do If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too Like the county, all I see is all blues She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo I got that dick that make her do what it do If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too [Verse 1: Problem] Baby always struck me as a smart chick Now get over here and hop all on this boss dick Countin' money all day, I'm exhausted Fucked baby twice, then I tossed it (let her go) Countin' money all day, I'm exhausted (I'm so tired) Nigga drippin' like a fucked up faucet Damn! Boy I'm with the business like a office Damn, damn, damn, damn! That cutie with the booty tryna do something to me Tell these rap niggas stop woofin' before I do somethin' My niggas like Steph with the range, have 'em hoppin' out the rain Got a hundred in each drum, they ain't even gotta aim Just let it go [Chorus: 1Take Jay] Like the county, all I see is all blues She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo I got that dick that make her do what it do If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too Like the county, all I see is all blues She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo I got that dick that make her do what it do If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too If I was you, I'd probably fuck me too Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me too [Verse 2: Casanova] I'm from the Big Apple You could be a grown ass man, I'll still kidnap you Gat to your back like "Get in the whip, nigga" I'm a Blood, and I fuck with Crip niggas that'll hit nigga 'Til the clip done It's a million ways to die, nigga you should pick one Ridin' in that hoopty and that shit got high mileage Bouncin' up and down 'cause that bitch got hydraulics You would think I'm in the West but I'm ridin' by Ragamuffin Strap on my lap, mufucka, ain't hiding nothin' I don't really want to, but you niggas forced me Yeah I'm in the Porsche, if I crash it's gon' cost me They see a nigga on, now these niggas wanna hawk me Saw me with Wyclef, it was killin' niggas softly Problem If these niggas want a problem, just get a greenlight, I'll red dot 'em Boom boom boom [Interlude: Saviii 3rd] We gon' do that shit like this, hol' up That nigga Problem told me to just gas these motherfuckers first niggas 'bout time Hol' up Look [Verse 3: Saviii 3rd] Ahead of my time, tryna stop my shine Every chance I get I'm representin' every time Now she on my line, cause she see me poppin' Problem know if it's a problem, call up Sav' and I'ma solve it Ain't no pocket rocket, P89 Ruger, do ya She ain't got no cash for the gas, bitch Uber Know a nigga nothin' in this hood but a goober Baby I'm a joint, he a loser Lose him, I do this Watch my do my dance like Shooter Watch me fuck it up like Shooter I make it look easy But I promise it's a real meaning to these therapeutic verses I be speaking Lookin' at your team and my team, and I was thinking Your squad full of clowns, but you probably the weakest I was with the heathens, got a little booty call from Niqua She talkin' 'bout she pregnant, finna keep it Nigga that's on Jesus I ain't goin' for it, bitch beat it Blue notes singing like Anita Flex for no reason Let the wrong nigga get some baggage, you can tell I never had it I be extra and dramatic nigga